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• Untouchables - John Cena
• John Cena - John Cena
• Difference - John Cena
• Fhatedhzgn - John Cena
• My Time Is Now - John Cena
• Basic Thuganomics - John Cena

John Cena]
The untouchable cat whose style is right
I can be mistaken for the smooth and silent type
My violence bites tight like it was vampire's teeth
I'm hammerin chief, opponents with beef, you're put to sleep
My radical brain, will run your terrain, I'm comin again
It's simple and plain, you're hurtin, there's no numbin the pain
Warpin your frame to convex with ill techs
Still flex, kill specs on cassette decks
Mic checks, and tight reps, collect all live bets
We'll see how bright the lights get
The illest attack, I fight with artillery jacket
Physically smacked then verbally humbled
You stumble and fumble, so I gain posession
Music moves in cycles, natural progression
Thuganomics lesson is taught when records are bought
Analyzed for lies and fillers, nowadays
Gorillas make scrilla if the market's correct
All you need is a hook, and a hand to collect
Lack cred but respect MC's before me
Don't blast the back heat but the streets, can't ignore me
Hands nice, I rock your wigpiece, leave your hard rep soft
Just like when Miami left the Big East..
[Chorus *scratched*]
bu bu bu bu bu Bust that
Y'all know my steez, yo we raisin the bar
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademarc and John Cena
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, yo we raisin the bar
Assassinate the mainstream
Y'all know my steez, Trademarc and John Cena
Assassinate the mainstream
[Trademarc]
I calculate between the hi-hat, the bassline
The slideback, the scene decides that, Trademarc
designed raps through divine contact
The synapse to climb a syntax error/era, define clever
We find Trademarc's photo ID below the letters
Your rhymes are general played, minimal blank
Your eyes was blinded by the signs of federal banks
You lost your focus of function
'Member back when MC's used to spit and say (shit) that meant somethin
The mainstream remained clean
Then the corporate industry became the same dream
And I leaned back below the scene
Mappin out the future warfare schemes
To sweep through the streets lethal, to meet you
Delete too, editorial restrictions
Cause labels need candy-ass rappers so the populars can listen
Not the caste system
The last talented cats that lost they status
Real raps end up gratis tracks on mixtapes that never sell
Cause executives and marketing schemes
Designed rims, hoes and music, and bed in jail
I know the veterans can tell, I see through the image
Mainstream acts is timid
I want hard beats, basslines, and lyrics that's vivid
A voice within it, tellin me real rap is comin back and boy it's livid
I want it, I breathe it, I live it
I cornered the scene and I bring destruction
You ain't worth your weight, never mind the cost of post-production
Introduction of Trademarc, the poet laureate
Through the diction of reason
Rhyme forever, but born out the 7 iller {?} to beat in

It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
So let me hear some noise from the crowd
That's noise
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
Yeah, yeah, we came to kick the door down
It's time to hit the floor now, yo, we got some shit in store now
So clap your hands while we let the sax blow
Not quite crispy green but we came to stack dough
We ain't maxed yo, we just try and get this money right
Bills made of Spandex, I still keep my money tight
Never stoppin', all I see is the money like
The kid on the mic is too RAW for your Monday night
If you got in free or your fuckin' cover's paid
Bounce to this motherfucker like you was some rubber made
This ain't that Cristal sippin' type shit
It's that bottle breakin', startin' riot type shit
So jump up and down till ya break the floor
Yo, we keep it underground like a basement tour
East coast reppin', stretchin' out to L.A.
Not 007 but we 'Die Another Day', what
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
I tear up any track, front to back
Like Roy Jones takin' on fifty year-old cats
Makin' comebacks, where you at, cats spit soft shit
Like whispers and gloves, I'm not hearin' that
It's all love maybe if you wanna rub, baby
Anythin' but that, step back, lady
Trademarc, John Cena, clubbin' it up
We got Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
I'm all about laid back, don't jock, I hate that
I see through haters games, don't mistake that
I still got love if you buyin' our shit
If you claim you hatin' us but you ridin' our dicks
Everybody hear the name, Marc Predka
It's gonna ring like an echo for years, I never left ya
All y'all raise your glass to this shit
'Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of misfits
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
We steal your top spot and you not gettin' your number back
Chop down competition like I was a lumberjack
Clear out the club floor, we keep 'em comin' back
Tough to bring down like an overweight runnin' back
Yeah and we blaze 'em, baby
Trademarc, John Cena, we amazin', baby
Yo, we tear up any crew, leave a motherfucker worn
Y'all are just soft like some Cinemax porn
I move a crowd like a bomb scare
Grab the mic when we hittin' it right, if you want fear
Some say Trademarc, he ain't all there
We old school like when Sonny was on Cher
Take it back like a Richard Pyror eight-track
And grab a chunk of your change like a state tax
Man please, we want platinum plaques
I want cream, green, cheddar cheese to grab in stacks
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
It's the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it loud
Everybody in the club make it loud
And let me hear some noise from the crowd
Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
Chaos on the one and two, cuttin' it up
That's that shit

Oh, hey...
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
To you
Mmm...mmm...mmm...
Oh, yeah, babe
My whole life has changed(My whole life has changed)
Since you came in(since you came in)
I knew back then(I knew back then)
You were that special oneYou were that one)
I'm so in love(so in love)
So deep in love(so deep in love)
You make my life complete(you complete me)
You are so sweet(are so sweet)
No one competes(no one competes)
Glad you came into my life(my life)
You blind me with your love(love)
with you I have no sight(no sight)
Girl you open me I'm wide open
And I'm doing things I never do
But I feel so good, I feel so good
Why it take so long for me finding you?
This is my story and I'm telling you
It's not fiction, it's surely a fact
Without you right here having my back
I really don't know just where I'd be at
My whole life has changed (My whole life has changed yeah)
Since you came in, I knew back then (Ooh...oh...Yeah)
You were that special one (You were that)
I'm so in love, so deep in love
You make my life complete (You make make my life
complete)
You are so sweet no one competes(oh oh oh)
Glad you came into my life (Ooo...)
You blind me with your love, with you I have no sight
I analyzed myself, I was buck wild
Never thought about settling down
But all the time I knew I was ready
But not with all my friends around
But girl, I put you first now (I put you first now)
You made me, helped mold me (Mold me, baby)
Turned me into a man, I'm so responsible
And I owe it all to you
My whole life has changed (My whole life has changed)
Since you came in, I knew back then (come on)
You were that special one (You were that special one)
I'm so in love, so deep in love (Oh, oh, oh....)
You make my life complete (You make my life complete)
You are so sweet, no one competes
Glad you came into my life (So glad you came in)
You blind me with your love (Blind me, baby), with you
I have no sight
{God has blessed me} God has blessed me, baby
Girl, He was good to me when He sent you
{I'm so happy, baby}
I'm so happy, I'm so happy, baby, oh, yes, I am
{Share my world} Come and share my world, baby,
oh...whoa...yeah. yeah
{I'm so in love} I'm so in love
I'm addicted to your love, baby, yeah...
My whole life has changed (Oh, yes, I am)
Since you came in, I knew back then (Ooh)
You were that special one (You were that very, very
special one)
I'm so in love (You were that very, very special one),
so deep in love
You make my life complete (You make my life complete)
You are so sweet (Yes, you did, baby), no one competes
(No one competes, oh)
Glad you came into my life
You blind me with your love (Come on), with you I have
no sight
My whole life has changed (My whole life has changed)
Since you came in, I knew back then (You made a
difference in my life)
You were that special one (I knew you were that
special one)
I'm so in love, so deep in love (When I first laid
eyes on you, babe)
You make my life complete (You make my life complete,
darlin')
You are so sweet, no one competes (No one competes,
baby)
Glad you came into my life (No one, no one)
You blind me with your love (No one), with you I have
no sight (Come on)
My whole life has changed (Oh...whoa...whoa...whoa...)

[20 second instrumental to open]
[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
We roll by in the pimp ride (then we)
Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me)
Crew heavy on the thick side
Everybody feelin this, y'all know we serious
[John Cena]
I'll be makin you move so quick you can't see me in slow-mo
Get your throat cut when you step in the dojo
Y'all got no flow, we be makin hits
You like a proctologist, you feelin my shit
Yeah - you all hype like a street team
I spend more time holdin a mic than Mean Gene
Makin beat fiends scream, they be lovin the click
Roll solo to the party but I leave with ya chick
Cause she know that when I'm flowin it's hot
There's a party in my pants, she be blowin the spot
But naked in the old school drop, givin me skull again
She give me free strokes, that's why I call her a mulligan
See me on TV, knows everything about me
You can't fuck with me, she can't fuck without me
And if you think she don't be lovin my thangs
That's like sayin you eat at Hooters for the buffalo wings, what?
[Chorus]
[Tha Trademarc]
Fuck record execs, promisin checks
I been cleanin tables now I'm seein labels, these chicks
sayin "haven't we met," man holdin my breath
Feel like the lesser of two evils that I haven't seen yet
I got girls runnin game with a pimp strut
Big butt booty bitches tryin to link up
They walkin toward me, conversation and they body bore me
I got no game, it's just some bitches understand my story
Nas said it before, that's raw
If you leavin the club your clothes'll end up on the car floor
Man, I got no time for words after sex
I just kick you to the curb and be laughin next
Cause Trademarc is a clingy chick's nightmare
Even though you took me home, I won't spend the night there
I've had hookers to virgins, on they back
Wild sex all the way to dead lays like necrophiliacs
[Chorus]
[John Cena]
Johnny Cena got the girls, girls but I'm not Jay-Z
I play the field, I never let the field play me
You see my Chevy? You know there's ten chicks aboard
Plus the whip got more switches than the mixer board
I'm stickin your whore, while you flossin your Range
Gave her a dollar, she gave me back a buck and some change
She tried to swallow me whole, I brushed the back of her wig
She called my dick Frank White cause it's +Notoriously B.I.G.+

[John Cena]
Your time is up my time is now
You can't see me my time is now
It's the franchise, boy I'm shining now
You can't see me my time is now
[ John Cena ]
In case you forgot I fell off
I'm still hot knock your shell off
My money stacked fat
Plus I can't turn the swell off
The franchise
Doing big buisness
I live this it's automatic
I witness so you hear those horns
You finished
A soldier
And I stay under you fightin'
Plus I'm stormin' on you chumps
Like I'm thunder and lightnin'
Ain't no way you breakin' me kid I'm harder than nails
Plus I keep it all locked like I'm part of the jails
I'm slaughtering stale competition.
I got the whole block wishin'
They could run with my division
But they gone fishin'
With no bait
Kid can your boy hold weight
I got my soul straight
I brush your mouth like Colgate
In any weather or never better
Your boy's so hot
You'd never catch me in the next man's sweater
If they hate let 'em hate
I drop your whole clan
Lay your ass down for the 3 second tan
Your time is up my time is now
You can't see me my time is now
It's the franchise boy I'm shining now
You can't see me (yeah) my time is now
Uh. It's gon' be, what it's gon' be.
Five pounds of courage *Buddy Binks* tan pants with a gold tee.
Ugh, It's a war dance and victory step.
Of all stances, a gift and you insist it's my rep.
John Cena, Trademarc, you'll are so so we talked about the bread you make.
But don't know the recipe for dough though.
Aiming guns in all your photos, that's a no-no.
When this pop your lip lock, your *big tocks I* blame your no show
See what happens when the ice age melt.
You see monetary status is not what matters, but it helps.
I rock a time piece by Benny if any.
The same reason ya'll can love me is the same reason ya'll condemn me.
A man is measured by the way that he thinks
not clothing lines, ice links, leather, and minks.
I spent 20 plus years seeking knowledge itself.
So for now Marc records living life for wealth
Your time is up my time is now
You can't see me my time is now
It's the franchise boy I'm shining now
You can't see me my time is now
Your time is up my time is now
You can't see me my time is now
It's the franchise boy I'm shining now

So, you think you're untouchable?
Word life
This is basic thuganomics
This is ba-basic thuganomics
Word life
I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me
Word life
This is bas-basic thuga-thuga-thuganomics
Word life
I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me
Whether fighting or spitting
My discipline is unforgiving
Got you backing up in a defensive position
An asskickin' anthem
Heavyweight or bantam
Holding camps for ransom
A microphone phantom
Teams hit the floor, it's the new fight joint
Like a broken needle, kid you missin' the point
We dominate your conference with offense
That's no nonsense, my theme song hits
Get your reinforcements
We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin' nightsticks
Bare knuckles makes you fight this, beat you lifeless
Never survive us, you're forgot like Alzheimer's
Two-faced rappers walk away with four shiners
The war rhymer, turning legends to old-timers
My insides is like a viper biting through your one-liners
New Deadman Inc, and we about to make you famous
Taking over earth and still kicking in Uranus
Word life
This is basic thuganomics
This is ba-basic thuganomics
Word life
I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me
Word life
This is bas-basic thuga-thuga-thuganomics
Word life
I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me
You ain't advanced enough to process potential for medical concepts
The objects are foreign, like block tests, arts and sex
Are complex regardless of your finesse and your fitness
It's a condition of business
Your lame vision of an underground physical image
I'm underneath to undermine your whole typical image
With the precision of percentages, and the collision of sentences
Poetry, beats and mics, we untouchable like Ridges
Sluts with no prevaceses, streets unite
We rock brighter with dumber beats
Yo cats couldn't come this hot if they burst off in the summer heat
But get two tapes, kill your birds the first time
Your friendly state worthy of my filler or worse rhymes
I'm better than knights, check the veteran stripes
Leave you beside yourself in fear, I'll kill you and bury you twice
Despite the cover of night, tracking your flight
Like Guerrilla Warfare, where the grass is dense
Approaching me is a quick way to get referred to in the past tense
Said that, when the lights or mic is on
The crowd is dead, like it in the mission when you're on the titantron
Word life
This is basic thuganomics
This is ba-basic thuganomics
Word life
I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me
Word life
This is bas-basic thuga-thuga-thuganomics
Word life